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Roe Deer

by Phoebe Rees

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1.
As I arose one morning, it was all in the spring, In fact it was the final day of that merry month of May I came down to the kitchen, for to make some tea And as I filled the kettle from the window I did see My Mother’s Garden so fair Not a single patch of ground to spare, From the acer and the lilac tree To the marjoram and rosemary, A haven for our precious bees, My Mother’s garden fair. Though the cloud is yet to break this day, still the garden it will shine Bright pink and white are the tall foxgloves, and the rose is blooming fine Amidst a pale and vast blue sea of forget-me-nots to show Light and cheery poppies, yellow and orange they do show In my Mother’s garden so fair Not a single patch of ground to spare, From the acer and the lilac tree To the marjoram and rosemary, A haven for our precious bees, My Mother’s garden fair. Around this time the peacock, and the cabbage white Flit to and from and land upon with petal thin wings of flight More rare is the red of the cinnabar whom like his cousins waits For late in June will surely bloom, the fragrant buddleia In my Mother’s Garden so fair Not a single patch of ground to spare, From the acer and the lilac tree To the marjoram and rosemary, A haven for our precious bees, My Mother’s garden fair. (Repeat chorus)
2.
Billy Rose was a low rider, Billy Rose was a night fighter Billy Rose knew trouble like the sound of his own name Busted on a drunken charge Driving someone else’s car The local midnight sheriff’s claim to fame In an Arizona jail there are some who tell the tale how Billy fought the sergeant for some milk that he demanded Knowing they’d remain the boss Knowing he would pay the cost They saw he was severely reprimanded In the blackest cell on “A” Block He hanged himself at dawn With a note stuck to the bunk head Don’t mess with me, just take me home Come and lay, help us lay Young Billy down Luna was a Mexican the law called an alien For coming across the border with a baby and a wife Though the clothes upon his back were wet Still he thought that he could get Some money and things to start a life It hadn’t been too very long when it seemed like everything went wrong They didn’t even have the time to find themselves a home This foreigner, a brown-skin male Thrown into a Texas jail It left the wife and baby quite alone He eased the pain inside him With a needle in his arm But the dope just crucified him He died to no one’s great alarm Come and lay, help us lay Young Luna down And we’re gonna raze, raze the prisons To the ground Kilowatt was an aging con of 65 who stood a chance to stay alive And leave the joint and walk the streets again As the time he was to leave drew near He suffered all the joy and fear Of leaving 35 years in the pen And on the day of his release he was approached by the police Who took him to the warden walking slowly by his side The warden said “You won’t remain here But it seems a state retainer Claims another 10 years of your life.” He stepped out in the Texas sunlight The cops all stood around Old Kilowatt ran 50 yards Then threw himself down on the ground They might as well just have laid The old man down And we’re gonna raze, raze the prisons To the ground Help us raze, raze the prisons To the ground
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Here I sit cold rock beneath my feet Quartz and peat, oh the gorse it smells so sweet The wind it does blow hard, it rattles through my skin and bones It blows away my fear, it eases my pain, and longing for you my dear. As I watch, beneath the setting sun In towards the pier, the fishing boats return Thinking of home, so many miles and miles away When suddenly I hear, her mournful cry, and footsteps Running by. Oh the Roe Deer does run Through the hills and rocky heather She chases the sun She knows there’s many storms to weather High above the seas, where the waves they crash, below me They beat against the shore An the Roe Deer and I will keep running, Forever more. I am so small, beneath these rising peaks High above the gull, a watchful eye he keeps Oh the mountains they do sore, they take with them my aching soul It rises up and sings, and I feel for it no more, as I know I am free. Oh the Roe Deer does run Through the hills and rocky heather She chases the sun She knows there’s many storms to weather High above the seas, where the waves they crash, below me They beat against the shore An the Roe Deer and I will keep running, Forever more.
4.
My hands are as cracked as an August field That’s burned in the sun for a hundred years With furrows so deep you could hide yourself But I ain’t chopping cotton no more this year I’ll just sit on the porch with my eagle eye Watch for a change of wind The rows are as straight as a shotgun barrel Long as a bullet can spin You know how hot it gets In Mississippi You know how dry it gets In the summer sun The dust clouds swirl All down the Delta I just hope that I don’t die ‘Fore the harvest comes Black clouds gathering on the edge of town But no rain’s gonna fall on us Hoes rise and and fall in a distant field Earth takes a beating for all of us I thought I heard the Angel of Death overhead But it’s only the crop duster’s plane Hoes rise and fall like the beating of wings Lord send us freedom and rain You know how hot it gets In Mississippi You know how dry it gets In the summer sun The dust clouds swirl All down the Delta I just hope that I don’t die ‘Fore the harvest comes
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released September 8, 2019

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Phoebe Rees is a multi-instrumentalist and singer from the U.K.

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